𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎

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Jimins POV
I went over to the speaker and played the music yet again. I let my body move to the rhythm of the song.

No I can't take one more step towards you...

Cause all that's waiting is regret... don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore..?

You lost the love I love the most..

I learned to live....half alive....and now you want me one more time...

And who do u think you are..? Running round leaving scares, collecting your jar of hearts...

"No jimin....just stop." My teacher stoped the music. "What's wrong with you today? You need to have this dance down.." he siad

"I know know.." I mumbled. It was this song. Everytime I heard the lyrics it makes me think of what I did to jungkook and how I just left him. It wasn't a choice. Well I take that back it was a choice....but not one for me. My dad wanted this for me. I have to make him proud. I wanted this for me....I have to make myself proud. 

"Your a grate dancer Jimin. What's different now? Is it the pressure?" He asked. He was talking about the fact that I was the face of this school and I was the one competing for this school for the ballet portion of the competition... "it's not.." i day on the ground "is it because your youngest here?" He asked and I looked up at him "it's not that either." I mumbled almost silently. "Then what Jimin?" He asked.

I sighed. I almost told him but then I didn't. "Nothing. Nothing at all." I stood up and brushed myself off. "Hit play again." I said and then he did so. The music started up again. I did my moves to the music and it was vary difficult...but eventually I got that part. I don't know how I got threw that whole song. All I know is the fact that this songs reminds me of something...is just gonna help my dance look even better.

I do that a lot now....I try to look on the brighter side of things to keep me from my past but I'm not sure all how well that is working for me.  In fact I've been thinking about it a lot. I really need to stop.

Just shake it out.

I tell myself that a lot to. It's a dance thing I've learned. It helps me with more than just dance though...

STOP!!

I hit my head. "Geez get out of my head" I mumbled to myself. My dance teacher had been long gone but I normally stayed after to Patrice anyways.

I called my dad. "Hey I'm done. I'll be home in a bit. When do we go see mom?" I asked. God how I missed her and that house... "hey, and I told you...your gonna have to wait to go back to soul to see here. If it wasn't so far and if the dance competition wasn't so close then I would let you see her you know that...but I can afford it right now. "But I can get a job-" I started but he cut me off "I know but dance is more Important than that right now." He said. He always said that and I was getting used to it. "Okay...I understand" I sighed "okay see you soon son. Love you"
"I love you to dad" and with that I hung up.

I leaned agenst the wall and sighed. I stayed like taht for a bit...I guess I was just lost in thought. I remember when I was younger and I found. Out about this stupid dance school I was so excited that I could dance with all the older kids because I knew that that meant that I was taht good of a dancer. Then I found out that I would have to leave Jungkook. Sure it wasn't that's far over it was just the next state over but still I was young and I knew i wouldn't get to see him again. I tried so hard to act normal that day and I think I did well but I also knew what I was doing. It hurt me to do that to him. I loved him...

Sure I was in 8th grade but nothing has changed I love him and I always will love him. I blocked him on everything to stop myself from trying to talk to him because I was so scared of hurting him. I knew I was leaving at the tie. That he needed me the most and I always wonder what he's up to now. But I know some ware he's off liveing his life....dateing people and haveing fun just living life. 

I didn't even notice how long I was actually sitting there because I had gotten text from my dad asking for me to go home because he knew I should have been home by now.

I didn't respond to them. I just left  and got in my car. I listened to up beat music to distract myself from the messed up shit I had done to jungkook.

I sang and danced as I drove...drowning out all my bad thought and trying to look happy as possible.

That was something I was good at.

Soon enough I got home. I opened the door and instantly smelled the warm smell of my dads home made lasagna. It was the best. I walked in and sat my bag down on the couch. "Hey dad" I siad as I walked into the kitchen. "Hey Jimin. I made your favorite" he smiled at me.

I knew that he knew that I wasn't okay. And I'm pretty sure he knows why I'm not okay either. He's walked in on me crying a few times and I would tell him that it's just stress when really it's me hating on my self for the stupid things I did when I was just a young confused boy.

I know I'm not the victim because I could just text him and unblock him on everything and tell him everything but If I do then he'll hate me even more and that would just mess up everything that he had going for himself. I couldn't bring myself to do that. I missed him so much but this is what I deserved. 

I smiled at him. "Thanks dad" I siad and gave him a hug to witch he responded to. "Of course Jimin. How was school?" He asked as we both started to pull away. "You ask the same thing everyday and it never changes dad." I chukled a littel and he srughed "it was stressful but fun. I got down some other moves for the competition so that's good" I siad as I moved to sit down while he fixed our plates. 

He sat down the plates and then sat with me as well "how was your day?" I asked "it was good. I talk to your mom. When you go down for the competition you'll be staying for a month. You need time with her love." He siad and I noded "yes I do." I said with a small chuckle "thanks for letting us stay a bit longer dad I know you really want this dance thing to work and so do I but I think I might need just a littel bit of time off" I said and he noded "I get that" and with that we both ate our food.

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That night I went up to my room and took a shower. After that I plopped down on my bed sigh a sigh. I went to my group chat with all my friends. Of course they were all older than me because thats the only kind of friends I had made. I was the only one out of all of them who was 2 years a head.

I heard my phone go off. Must be the group chat. I picked up my phone.

Hobi 😇: hey guys!! I wanted to go to the arcade with you guys before Jimin leaves for his dance competition.

Tae: sounds like a plan to me!!

I didn't know if I should respond or not. I didn't really know if hanging around with my friends would be the best idea right before a dance competition that my whole school is pressuring me to do...

Jimin: yeah! Sounds grate to me.

See the things about my freinds....they care a lot. So if I siad no they would know instantly that something was wrong with me. I had to upset or sad or something like that.

Honestly....Jin is just kinda like an overprotective mom if I'm being honest. Hobi...how do I even describe him..? Well he's like the energizer of our group if I'm gonna put it the nice way. We all love him. And lastly there's tae. He's my bestest best friend. He cheers me up when I'm sad and he's a littel crazy. That's why we all get along so well. Even if Jim is always scolding us. We don't mind it.

By this time jin would already be asleep...that's why he didn't answer in the group chat. And so I'm gonna go to sleep before they wake up jin and not get in trouble.

I put my phone on charge and then turned off the lamp beside me before getting under the soft fuzzy covers that swallowed me whole. I sighed, rolled over, and closed my eyes....

I was out like a light.

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What's up homies?! Do you like part 2? What do you think will happen in part 3?? ♡